" Let's hit the town".
~Author's Note: Wow. It's been a looong time since I updated, and for that, I'm sorry. See, I have a bunch of things to do and have been uber busy but I will neglect this story no more! Seriously I won't I hope you guys like the chapter and please review, shoot me ideas if you like. Remember to be awesome and happy reading!~
Chapter 10
Klaus' P.O.V
Me and Marcel were standing outside of a hookah bar. Patrons were coming in and out regularly, having smoked and drunk their fill they leave with friends, some with strangers they met inside. Apparently there's someone there that he'd like me to meet. The place was crawling with supernatural, this is one of the only places in the quarter where everything gets along. I see a witch, obviously not from the quarter since she walks too freely sashaying her hips and batting her eyes at men who interest her. I'm surprised Marcel would allow it in his city. If I had not found Caroline this might have peaked my interest, now it's slightly comical.
"That witch seems new, fresh meat I presume". I give him a devilish grin, hoping we can have some fun.
"That's who we're here for. The names Exlecebra, latin for ". I cut him off
"Seductress". He nods his head in agreement.
"That's quite a name to have, how'd she come pass it?" Though I don't find her physically attractive there's something that's drawing me to her, she's piqued my interest.
"She belonged to some tribe in Africa back in the day, was using spells to make men fall in love with her. Cupid effect type of thing". I frown a little, I just lost respect for her.
"Tsk. tsk. Girl seeking attention, where's the self worth". He just looks at me, probably shocked that I sound somewhat disappointed. He starts talking again.
"You didn't let me finish. She's into some kind of crazy ritual that they do in her country".
"What's the ritual?" I've probably heard of it already but I'd still like to know.
"To maintain her immortality, she's eats the hearts of the men who love her. Something like the love keeps her alive. Creepy stuff, that's too much even for me and you know me". He gives me one of his big smiles and I reciprocate. I do still love him like a son, just a lot less since he thinks he owns what's mine.
Now that's something, I've heard of things like that but thought the practice died, I've actually gained some respect back for her. She takes what she wants, I like the attitude, I can use it to my gain somehow.
"A true maneater, how exotic". When I assess her appearance I realise that she doesn't really need to use magic to beckon men, she's attractive enough. Decent body, nice smile, looks very skilled in pleasing a man. It must be for extra insurance.
"Why do you want me to meet her? I'm guessing it's so she can consume my insides for everlasting life." My tone is joking but I wouldn't put it past him, I wouldn't put it past anyone, not even myself.
"Actually she found out you were back and wanted to be introduced". I raise my eyebrows in question, I stay on guard. When someone is interesting in meeting me it's for one of three reasons, they don't know I'm real, they need assistance, or they make an attempt on my life. I don't know what category this witch falls under but if she values her life the most she should ask for is an autograph.
"Unless you lost all common sense you must trust her enough to risk both of your lives incase something went wrong". I narrow my eyes at him then glance back at her, she's detaching the men at her hip from her and is preparing to walk over.
"I've known her for 70 years, everything is cool. I trust her". I nod but not entirely convinced. I feel the beginning of a conspiracy coming on, or maybe it's my paranoid state of mind that's induced by having to run from my father for a thousand years before a vile female vampire Katherine and the Salvatores helped me kill him. At least that's what everyone is saying. When she gets to us, I'm overwhelmed with smells, not average perfume. It may be a part of her magic.
"Hello boys" She says, her voice a little raspy yet still sweet.
"Or should I say men. Your Klaus Mikaelson, the Original Hybrid you're famous but you already know that and might I say, you are something nice to look at". She gives me a smile that probably has weaker men kissing her feet.
"You're not to bad to look at yourself but I don't usually mix business with pleasure and may I know what business you may have with me". I speak slightly flirtatiously. Marcel gives me a look but I dismiss it, I know what I'm doing. If I'm to know what she wants with me I may have to fake interest. I'll have to tell Caroline when I get home, lest she gets fed false information from someone else.
"I would love to explain but maybe somewhere more private would be appropriate". She looks around to the dozens of bodies on the strip, emphasizing how little can be said aloud. I nod my head and Marcel starts walking in the direction of the compound and she's at his side. I trail behind walking slower, listening to their conversation.
The woman is speaking to Marcel, telling him how long it's been since they encountered each other. I take the time to properly assess her, she's brown-skinned with eyes the color of gold and black hair to the nape of her neck. Her dress is red, meant to hug every inch of desirable skin and her legs seem to go on forever. I can see why she is a seductress, the name suits her well. She exudes lust and desire, the type of female wives kill their husbands for touching. I decide to shoot Caroline a quick text telling her to stay put in the room since we will have company.
Thanks for the heads up but I'm not even at the compound. I grit my teeth slightly and tense up, where would she need to go at night?
Where are you sweetheart? I ask, sounding casual. I consider calling but she would hear the displeasure in my voice if I did.
With Stefan. He needed a pick me up so I took him out to meet new people. I almost growl aloud that she's out with Stefan. Though I know I'm the better man, they always seem closer than regular "best friends". Walking the line of platonic and romantic. I respond
I'm sure meeting people is well in his capabilities. He's proven to be charismatic, bit of a lady killer in the 20s in all meanings of the term. I don't think he needs a babysitter. Her response is so quick it's as if the response was already typed.
I'm not babysitting, i'm supporting + he's a different Stefan than the one you befriended all those decades ago. Ever since the Elena/ Damon hookup he's been worse, almost losing control and I can't let that happen to him. I gotta go, need to socialize, see you at home. I don't really know why but I want to throw my phone. Why should she feel so responsible for Stefan. He can take care of himself, has been for a few centuries. And I don't know where she is and incase of an emergency or I just want her to come home, I need to know where she is.
At least tell me where you are. I don't plan on dragging you out or stalking but incase of anything I need to know where to find my queen. I add the little endearment because one, I want her to tell me and two when she finds out about my plan she may try to kill phone lights up and she says
Flattery will get you everywhere, I'm the Metropolitan nightclub. I'll be back before sunrise bye. Sunrise! Why so late? I take a deep, deep breath, though it's not vital to my survival it's vital to keep me calm. If I act on impulse I might kill everything in that club looking at her men, woman, flies, it doesn't really matter.
It seems that I had stopped walking since Marcel and the witch are more than a few paces ahead of me. I look at the street, we're almost back to the compound, maybe two blocks away. I need to get my plans straight before we get there. I will have to keep Hayley out of her sights, she doesn't need to know anything about that. I won't be mentioning Caroline either, no signs of weakness can be shown lest I want it to be used against me.
Whatever reason she wanted to conversate with me I plan on unveiling tonight as well as unleashing my plan. By the end of tonight, she will be in the palm of my hand and the city will be as good as mine, fully. I shake my head in anticipation and walk until I see the large columns signaling the compound. May the games begin.
Caroline P.O.V
The club is in full swing. Hundreds of human and vampire bodies moving in the same place, dancing to go the same tunes all high off of blood or various human drugs like lsd and coke. We've been here for almost a hour and aside from me, the bartender and one guy who was batting for the other team, Stefan hasn't talked to anyone. NO ONE.
"How can I help you if you don't help yourself". I whine to him only being able to hear over the music because we are vampires.
"I talked to the bartender and that guy". I roll my eyes
"You ordered our drinks and the guy talked to you first. He thought you were cute". He gives me a frown.
"Aren't I cute though?". He fakes being wounded clutching his chest. The drinks at least gave him a sense of humor.
"Seriously, I should get Klaus to compel you to be more outgoing". I say huffing.
"16". Is all he says before he pushes back his drink
"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.
"The number of times you mentioned Klaus since we left his house. If you didn't know I made a drinking game, I down a shot every three times he's mentioned. I'm up to shot five".
I smack his arm and he just shrugs calling out to the bartender for another two rounds. I try to think back to the times I mentioned his name tonight. It couldn't possibly be sixteen, that's waaaay too much. Is it? Maybe if he pays more attention to meeting new people he wouldn't notice. I'm struck with an idea.
"I have a new game", I say, he gestures me to continue.
"How about every three minutes I don't mention Klaus you have talk to a person in the club of my choosing". He seems to ponder over it but counterattacks with demands himself.
"Okay but if you fail you dance with a person of my choosing". I feel that that's reasonable so we shake on it.
"Three minutes starting now". He says putting a timer on his phone. I look around the club for someone I can have him talk to. I see blondes,brunettes, gingers even a couple emos but I lay eyes on the perfect one for him. There's a girl with black and blue hair. Black at the root, blue at the tips. She's short, maybe 5 feet. Her eyes hold this recklessness and she looks tough. I think her and Stefan would be a good match,hopefully.
I smiled wide and triumphant when the phone timer went off. I raised my eyebrows and raised my chin silently asking if he was going to dispute my win. He just turned back to the bar, threw back his shot and asked
"Who's the lucky gal? Or guy I guess" I looked back at the girl with the black and blue hair, making sure she didn't move at all. His eyes followed my gaze and when he caught sight of who I was looking at his faced filled with surprise.
"That's an interesting choice Ms. Forbes. The hair and clothes scream emo". I frown
"No, they scream unique and different. Plus I figure you could take a break from brunettes". He snorts a mirthless laugh
"Apparently I need a break from blondes as well". He mumbles under his breath causing me to roll my eyes.
"Whatever. Go get her stallion! " My excitement is barely contained, I'm going to witness Stefan speaking to a female that he doesn't know. He gives me one last wordless plea then sighs in defeat downs my drink then walks toward her.
Watching Stefan try to interact with this girl is like watching a kid ride a bike for the second or third time when they're still unsure of their abilities. It's the most adorable thing in the world to watch.
He must be doing something right because her body language is obvious. She's leaning toward him, the occasional hand on the arm, the i'm-not-really-shy-but-wear-a-shy-smile look. I practically perfected it. I want to know what they are talking about but intruding is wrong right? Well, I'll repent later. I move my hair behind my ear.
"Wow. You are way out of my league". I hear Stefan say. My eyes roll skyward about having to listen to his failed attempt at flirting. She must take pity on him because she seems interested and is angling her body toward him.
"You flatter me. But I don't see why girls aren't hanging off of your shoulders right now because you're gorgeous". Wow, she's pretty straightforward. I hope it doesn't intimidate Stefan and he leaves. Just as the thought passes my head I realize that I sound like his mom or something, I mean maybe Klaus is right and I've been coddling. But then again what if Stefan is right and I'm too worried about Klaus all the time? Why is everything and everyone so confusing.
This deep thinking makes me want to go home now. I want to go to sleep with Klaus in our bed. Is it our bed though? I mean nothing has been made official yet either. I sigh.
After too much deliberation for the night I decide to go home. I was able to shove my way to Stefan who was still talking to the girl that I set up for him. He seemed to be having a good time.
"Hey Stef" I tap him and say "I'm headed back to the compound so I'll see you later". He gives me a knowing smile and nods. I turn and walk away but not before I hear him say to the girl
"That's my best friend. I just moved in with her and her boyfriend and a couple other people. We're all rooming together". I mentally pat him on the back. Now she will still talk to him because she doesn't have to worry about a jealous friend or ex or anything. At least not one in this state. When I get outside the air is a little cooler but still humid, nonetheless it feels good on my skin. Despite that I decide to take a cab back. It isn't until I'm on my way that I realize that Klaus said he had company. Which made me quickly reason that I would be sleeping alone that night. And the thought instantly brings a frown to my face.
When I get to the compound after I compel the driver to think I already payed I step out of the cab, take a deep breath and flash up into the compound up the stairs and on the second floor. I'm walking past Elijah and Klaus' office when I see a flash of thigh, female thigh and attached to it is a body in a red dress. Is this his idea of company? I have half a mind to bust into the office but just calm myself to keep walking past though the hushed tones of Marcel, Klaus, Elijah, and unknown female have me intrigued. Instead of going to Klaus' room I make a turn and hit mine to take off my makeup, get out of my shoes, and change into more comfortable house clothes. When I feel more like myself I make the decision to go to Hayley's room.
I immediately hear two heartbeats and smile. Regardless of the fact that it is Klaus' kin, it warms my heart that Hayley will have someone to love her as much as she loves them. I peek my head in and notice her in deep sleep so I retreat back toward my room. Maybe I'll give Elena a call or my mom who hasn't heard from me in a while. Tyler's been really quiet too which surprises me more than it should. I find myself only thinking about him when I'm by myself. I check the time and see it's a little after two in the morning. They say that you have your most deep and dark though between one and five in the morning. Maybe I'm regretting the way we left off, or that by being with Klaus I forfeited any chances we would be friends again. I don't want to think about him because it only makes me sad. On my way passing the office again I hear someone clear their throat then Klaus says
"This conversation is going to have to resume at a later time because I have a prior engagement right now". I hear Marcel answer him
"Is that engagement Caro-" Klaus hastily cuts him off
"Exactly, I will see you all later. Brother, Marcel, Exlecebra". The female practically purrs
"Call me Ex" I hear his footsteps so I run to my room. Who is she? And more importantly why is he entertaining her advances? I'm getting a headache from all this thought. I become so wrapped in my brain that I don't hear Klaus open my room door and step in.
"I didn't think you would be home until much later Sweetheart but it is a pleasant surprise." I quickly decide not to act mad now and see what I can get out of him tonight. I put on my sweetest smile and say
"You were right Stefan didn't need a babysitter so I left and I was going to come look for you but then remembered you said you had company so I decided against it" He comes closer to the bed, takes my hand which was previously in my lap and pulls me to him.
"You know you're more important than any business that I have." Am I though? "You could have come to me anyway. I actually left to see you." I feign surprise
"You did? You didn't have to." I kiss him on the cheek and now that I'm in close proximity I notice how he smells a little like perfume. That means they were close enough long enough for it to rub off on him. I back out of his arms and sit back on the bed. He furrows his brow a little and I pretend not to notice.
"I thought I heard a female voice when I came upstairs, I thought Rebekah was out of town?" I tilt my head to give a look of confusion. He seems a little surprised but covers it up quickly.
"She's not back that what I want to tell you also um-" He fidgeting, and that alarms me because he doesn't fidget. He always has confidence it his words. I brace myself for the worst news I could possible think of.
"That was someone who I'm going to have to get close to in order to find out some pertinent information that could help all of our problems." Now I'm really confused.
"Close how exactly?" I cross my arms in front of me. My body language must give it away because I can basically see him preparing for a fight. I don't mind.
"I have to keep up the illusion that I want to pursue her or else she won't talk." I raise my eyebrows. I stare at him incredulously. He says it like it's really justified or something.
"Okay, so I'll keep up the illusion that this doesn't bother me. I'll also keep up the illusion that you consulted me about your plan. Then I'll keep up the illusion that i'm not baffled that you thought I would be okay with this." I'm really angry now, it gets real when my eye starts twitching.
"Caroline stop being ridiculous you know I only care about you". I scoff.
"So this is how you show affection? Making me question the welfare of our already unstable relationship that I don't even know is a real relationship yet." Just looking at him is making me angrier. I'm standing now, my arms still crossed over my chest while I try to make him drop dead with my glare. He sighs like I'm the difficult.
"I thought you were done with the insecurities Caroline. And I see one thing didn't change, you still don't trust me not like that's new. No one ever does". I throw my hands in the air.
"Oh stop the pity party! You always victimize yourself. If you don't remember your name just stopped making me feel disgusted a few weeks ago and if I'm insecure for not wanting you to openly pursue a female that I've never seen nor met then I'll make it simple for you. When you stop trying to be a magician with these 'illusions' come talk to me, otherwise I'll be staying somewhere else." While I'm speaking I take a small carry on and begin to hastily fling my essentials into it. When I'm done zipping it up I pick up the bag and storm to the door. I turned around one last time and say
"Oh. And by the way you know why you and relationships have never worked? You haven't noticed that you can't think for both people" With that I stalk out of the room and I just realize that during my soliloquy, he hadn't moved a muscle. I don't know what's worse. That fact that he didn't try to stop me or the fact that I didn't want him to.
~Author's Note~
And that's a wrap folks! Again I'm really sorry about the 4 month holdup. My life has been way too hectic for my liking lately. Good news, I made the decision to study abroad. I'm going to England for nine months so that's going to be cray cray! I hope you still like the story because I put blood, sweat, and plenty frustrated tears in this. Tell me what you think. Review or Private Message me your thoughts. Thanks Guys, Peace! :D
